The Moon Rises over Los Angeles

The Moon Rises over Los Angeles
By William He

In the twilight Interchange,
Going both ways in the night city belly,
The passage of light end to end.
From the Griffith Observatory,
A mysterious Silver Mirror Man,
Bouncing the world lights back and forth.
Whilst on the tempering glasses the moon glows,
For the fair Beverly Hills,
It strums a banjo up to the last string.
The offscreen voice and,
The graceful beauty of rhythm,
Monroe circling round like a ballerina now.

Seductive glinting of a shimmering halo,
Do not articulate the curious pulses,
A whitish figure loitering there.
In the zone of complete loneliness,
Angel sees through surreal an eye,
Luminosity shall soothe the trembling heart.
Moonbeams shall through all gentle souls entrance,
Irises to night's eye-mind,
Singing hymns unbidden as well.
Reaching out clasping arms,
Off the shores of Venice Beach,
Luna accordingly effects the sea's ebb and flow.

疏影 洛杉矶的月亮
作者：何威廉

桥迷两侧。
又车流似水，
灯丛光色。
格里菲斯，
气象依稀，
渐入晚云千尺。
琉璃峡谷窥蟾镜，
比佛利、
燕环栖翼。
画外音、
促管繁弦，
梦露宛然当昔。

沾洒茫茫夜幕，
脉冲信号远，
飘忽柔熠。
绮缀长悬，
天使乘槎，
鼓弄阴晴六律。
清霄月魄羞难掩，
鸢尾识、
吟怀恬谧。
绰约影、
风度前滩，
挑引往来潮汐。